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You ask me why...

Poetry By: Inhuman
True confessions


Ask me why.
And I won't lie to you.
The truth hurts.


Submitted:Jun 20, 2013    Reads: 40    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


Why?

You ask me why?...

Why do I cry? Because I live.

Why do I love? Because I am weak

Why am I sad? Because my heart is stone.

Why do I die? Because I am me.

You ask me why I hate.

Well dearest brother, it is because I have you.





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